Better Than Love

- I tell myself the same lie.

That I've never done a real drug in my life.

Anyone know how a trip to the pharmacy

can turn you into a heroin addict?

Freeze.

I know.

And I know where I went wrong.

I believed it.

Rappers.

Running their mouths about running the streets.

And now I can't get this beat out my head.

¶ Wake me up when it's over ¶

¶ Goodnight ¶

¶ I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven ¶

¶ When I woke up, I spent that on a MAC-11 ¶

¶ I told y'all I'll be back in a second ¶

¶ If I don't make it back, the hell is wrong with me ¶

¶ It's hot as hell in the Summer ¶

¶ Devil on my back, trying to get my tell number ¶

¶ Niggas underwater and they getting held under ¶

¶ Devil trying to make my name to a jail number ¶

¶ I keep it real even though it sounds cliche ¶

¶ My style is raw, so DJ ¶

¶ I'll pray later, let the Gucci store tempt me ¶

¶ Devil working overtime, haters wanna envy ¶

What can I get ya?

- Can I just have two waters to go?

- Sure, coming right up.

Thanks.

Here ya go.

Just don't let my boss see.

Okay, thank you.

Free 99.

Sick, that's what's up, man.

Oh that's good.

How'd it go, did you ask her?

That's it, I ain't coming here no more.

That's it, man.

Let's bounce.

Yo yo man, listen.

I ain't feeling this, man.

I'm gonna bounce.

What are you talking about?

You said you wanted to do something together.

- Yeah yeah, doing something ain't doing nothing together.

Well skating's out, man.

Come on, I'm going in.

Come in, have a drink.

No man, you know what?

Look, I'm your best friend, man.

I'm down to hang, but I'm sick of this gangster shit, man.

- Oh come on, man. - And you getting

lured into it all.

It's not good, man. - What?

- No man. - You smoke more weed

than anybody I know,

and you got illegal lizards at home.

Jesus.

I'll have one drink.

- Man, don't be touching shit, man.

What?

Don't worry about where I'm at.

Yo, I'll call you back.

I'll call you back.

What the fuck?

Yo, there's 40s in the fridge.

Hey, thanks dad.

- Shit, that's the fuck I'm talking about.

You see that shit?

These niggas know how to live, B.

You feel me?

- Man, I'm telling you, we need to party in hotels.

- Yeah yeah, right after Grady's court date, alright?

So he can enjoy it, too.

That's right, the court date.

Going to the court house.

- Hey girl. - Here we go.

Let's go to the courthouse.

I like it, I like it. - Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

What's up?

- Yo move your dumb ass out the way, man.

¶ 100 dollar champagne, 100 dollar grams ¶

¶ For them things, that's about 100 Benz ¶

- I'll take these keys for you, playboy.

Yo Jon, come on, we out of here.

What?

For real, man, why?

Come on, we got out friends here, 40s, pizza.

We don't wanna risk it.

I ain't risking shit, man.

Thing just went off.

It ain't going off again for a while.

- Come on, let's get out of here. - Seriously?

Yeah, let's go.

- Well, hey, you know, I'm gonna roll with y'all,

'cause he took too long to roll that fucking blunt.

The hell you ain't.

Sit your ass down.

That shit ring again, put that straw in your white ass,

and take a picture.

You know what job stand for right?

Journey of the broke.

Yo how about this?

I lay low and take of my probation shit,

and you, you take tomorrow off,

and I pay you double whatever money you gonna make.

- You know I'm not down for that hustle, bro.

You, hustle?

Nigga, please.

I just need you to pick something up for me.

Tomorrow's the first.

Collection day.

I see you smile over there.

Okay, yeah.

Yo, I'm hungry.

Hey, you're back.

- Hey. - What can I get for you?

What you got?

- I'm good, just take care of him.

I want something.

- I don't really have any money on me right now.

- Oh, like, you got some money somewhere else,

you just didn't bring it on you just now?

Get him a grilled cheese or something.

I'm gonna get the cheese steak,

and would you give me some of that cream pie?

Hey, you want some cream pie?

Nah, he good, he don't want none.

Is that for here or to go?

Here.

- Go, man, we ain't got time for this shit.

Yo, didn't I tell you I'd call you back?

What the fuck?

That'll be 34.24.

Hold up.

This is for you.

Yeah, you're right, she is hot.

Yeah, she's pretty hot.

¶ Yo, yo I came in the game ¶

¶ Counting paper at a young age ¶

¶ Learned how to shoot in the streets, no gun range ¶

¶ Should make a queen's fat cat made the front page ¶

¶ They was getting stupid money ¶

¶ They was getting dumb paid ¶

¶ You wanna be a drug dealer man ¶

¶ Then murder for cocaine, call it killer gram ¶

¶ Niggas stepping on work like Miller cans ¶

- Fucking quiet, for once, in your fucking life.

Sit there and stay quiet.

Who the fuck are you?

- Excuse me. - What the fuck you want here?

Grady wants his money.

- Man, I don't have it right now.

I wish I did.

Would you just tell Grady

he's the first one I call when I get my check?

Yeah.

Alright.

Hey you know if you step back

another foot or so, it might disassociate you

from all that shit, right?

Don't let this shit get you all shook.

It's just dust.

I'm sorry man, alright.

But this is not me, none of this is me.

- Yo yo yo yo yo yo, sure sure sure sure.

I made you miss a day of work.

We're straight.

What's up?

You allergic to money all of a sudden?

- I just don't wanna sell something that hurts people.

Well shit, neither would I.

Fuck a fiend.

Fiends ain't people.

They zombies.

They gonna get their drugs with or without you.

Believe that.

Don't ever underestimate no fiend.

Shit besides man, most of them sell drugs

just so they could use.

'Til they fuck that up.

What the fuck you talking about, man?

Most shit people buy winds up hurting them anyway.

It's an every day decision.

Yo.

Trust me.

You ain't fucking up the world by supplying a need

any more than you're saving it

by sitting your ass right there while this shit happens.

Jesus.

Do you see that shit?

That shit right there changes hands all day, every day.

Yo.

I don't want you doing something you don't wanna do

just because we're brothers.

But I do gotta let you know what's up.

Before you start standing in the higher ground in your mind

while living in the fucking ghetto.

¶ What, what ¶

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